Daffodil #WattPride
"Why am I a daffodil?"
A lily, a rose, even a tulip. I've heard people call their lovers that, but daffodil is new. It's original; it's something just for us.
Lucas leans closer so that our noses brush and I scoot closer to him, a desperate, broken man. "Because daffodils represent unrequited love. I thought it'd be appropriate," he admits, still touching my hair.